Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)


I twist and I turn
Like seas churning in the storms
I create then burn
Thoughts on past religious forms
Which never make it to tail of the night
As morning follows my waking eyes
When the Sun peeks with window light
Sun bright eavesdrops on the scripted lies
That camouflage religion trails the night before
Actors masquerading in and out my stage door

God, Adam, Eve, and Lucifer
Heaven, hell, death and life
Forbidden past and eternal future
Who forges my surgical knife?
Milton laboured with twelve books
Ten thousand lines to cement his claim
Christ needed thirteen hooks
Minus Judas’s thirty silvers fame
By break of day I celebrate my gain
Joy in discovery exceeds all pain

I choose the same bed as Lucifer
Better to reign in hell and be king
Than serve man’s god blind buffer
Like honey bees missing a second wing
Minds never free to decipher the future
Or walk down the aisle with no wedding ring
How to forge ahead fit to start a suture?
When Muhammad and Moses stoke the sling
Children of Ishmael cannot ignorance rid
While Seeds of Sarah expand the unlawful grid

Which doctrine should claim the divine for facts?
Who guards the hen house when wolves are on the attack?
There lies the fall of Man with his deadly axe
Free Will being the preacher’s coveted golden plaque
If hell is my destiny for blasphemy
I choose any day to unlock God from his cage
Judge not! Let all hearts be free from agony
Turn the name - God- back to front as my sage
Call me- Dog- a true friend day and night
I roll over for belly rubs with loyal excite!

January 23rd 2014
- Copyright Leaking Pen 2014-

Submitted: Saturday, January 25, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 03, 2014
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